Chapter 32: Encirclement and Annihilation

Earlier.

The bait auxiliaries used thick-backed firewood knives to chop through the thorns that blocked the way, and slowly went deeper into the forest, and finally found two large trees that could be used. Bringing down a tree is a technical task, and even a professional lumberjack can encounter an unexpected disaster at any time, not to mention the fact that these half-baked coolies will be crushed to death by a fallen tree one day. However, they themselves are very open-minded: the minister is the cannon fodder of the emperor, the general is the cannon fodder of the minister, the soldiers are the cannon fodder of the general, and their own auxiliaries are the cannon fodder of the cannon fodder...... All of this is fate.

Everyone looked up at the tree, discussed it for a while, and began to work.

First of all, we need to clear a field so that other trees don't get caught in the way when the big tree falls, which can really kill people. No one can say how long it will hang in mid-air: maybe the half-burnt incense will collapse with a few clicks, maybe it will be there for a year and a half! Do you cut or not cut the tree that holds it? If you don't cut it, all your efforts will be in vain, cut it? Perhaps a big tree can be shaken down with an axe - it is swept away by any branch in the lush canopy, and the lightest is a lifetime of disability with broken hands and feet - if a soldier is disabled in battle, the battalion will support him for a lifetime, while the auxiliary battalion never raises the crippled, and kicks out a few hard buns and leaves them to fend for themselves.

Then the road has to be filled. If you want to transport the big material of Chengcai out, you must definitely not be able to drag it, so you must work together to roll the trunk of the tree with the branches cut off to a few wooden planks prepared in advance, and put a number of wooden sticks with thick cups under it to make a wheel, push a few steps, and move the empty planks and wheels behind to the front, and continue to move forward. Therefore, the road should be kept relatively smooth.

The crowd was busy, cursing, and making vulgar jokes, and no one noticed that dozens of officers and soldiers had sneaked up on them in the noise.

Dense woods, not far away from the companions will be heard and gone. The first few rounds of hunting were a bit laborious: the thieves had never gone as deep as they did today, and had reached the end of the path that was completely impassable. In order to prevent the existence of officers and soldiers from being exposed by drilling into the forest, most of the brothers had to sneak in front of the thieves far away and drive them out, but there were not many people outside, but there was a horse team around the outer circle, and if they missed it, they would not be able to run on the official road, and they would be blocked back by the horse team.

Han Dong is the small leader of this group of foot soldiers. It was so far that it was impossible to take the ready-made paths, and the foot soldiers were working so hard that the horse team would definitely not be able to get in. The front is completely sealed by shrubs and rattans, so there is no need to worry about thieves getting into it and not being able to escape. As long as the semi-circular encirclement is dense enough, don't let any guy miss out and be intercepted by the horse team in the outer ring, this great achievement is all your own!

Listening to the sound, there are a lot of people, and it is very likely that this time the net will be able to withstand the first two times! With this great achievement, Han Dong squinted his eyes and imagined, he had vaguely "seen" that he had sat down in the circle of horsemen by the bonfire this evening, took a bite of the fragrant barbecue, and even the gray-haired prefect read out the appointment of "President Han Dongqian" with a smile in the county hall...... Well, you can't be in a hurry, and you can't let the horsemen share the credit!

Because of the need to secretly spread the encirclement, the foot soldiers entered the forest two minutes before the horsemen (in ancient times, there were twelve hours a day, and each hour was divided into eight quarters, and each quarter was about fifteen minutes today). However, his position is relatively backward, and it is time to hear the movement of some horsemen behind him. Why didn't any horsemen come up and make contact?

Hmph, there is no best! The two fools are lazy. I'll let you know how powerful Grandpa Han is in a while!

Han Dong smirked, put the wooden whistle in his mouth, and blew it.

Every foot soldier who heard the whistle put his own wooden whistle in his mouth and blew it, echoing it. Suddenly, the shrill whistles in the forest rang out one after another.

When the logging auxiliaries heard the whistle, they put down their work and straightened up to follow the sound. When the officers and soldiers shouted and came out of the surroundings, they were all dumbfounded. The experienced, immediately reflexively put his head on the ground with his hands in his hands: his head is far less valuable than an axe and saw, as long as it is not regarded as a threat, whether it is an officer or a soldier, or a thief, there is no need for anyone to kill an old man and splash his own blood, right? It's a big deal to be caught and go to the other side to continue working as a coolie - everywhere is a multigrain cake and wild vegetable soup, what's the difference? Some half-grown children who didn't have much knowledge were so frightened that they ran around, of course, they didn't run far, and they were either forced back to the open space they had just cleared by the tip of the knife, or they were directly knocked over on the spot.

These officers and soldiers have already experienced two killings themselves, and the sense of fear has almost disappeared, and the fear of stabbing people will be picked up by others, and they all make up for it, and then go to cut off their heads. The vast majority of officers and men do not have such skills, and they use waist knives to cut them with waist knives when they can't even pull and cut them, making the stubble a mess, and their faces are covered with blood. At the end, he tied the bun of the human head to his belt, and suddenly felt that he was as powerful as King Kong possessed, and he turned his big mouth into a figure-eight shape, and carried the bleeding steel knife left and right and shouted all the way to the clearing.

Cheers, screams, chases, begs for mercy, shrubs breaking...... Gradually fell silent. In less than half an hour, the hunt was over.

Either they didn't run at all, or the more than a dozen people who were forced back were lying on the open space that had just been opened at the moment. In the distance, there were still the voices of people in the forest, and it was the officers and soldiers who were far away from the surrounding area converging here. Peeking at the heads of several officers and soldiers hanging from their waists, and then looking at the looks of the officers and soldiers, an old auxiliary soldier in his fifties and sixties had a premonition, raised his head and begged: "Official, spare your life, Official!" We are all good citizens, officials! ”

"The official spares his life...... everyone wailed.

Han Dong sneered: "I'll take care of you!" Good citizens? Bah! As he spoke, he spat viciously and walked towards here with his feet raised.

"Ah......h

An auxiliary soldier who also had a premonition of disaster wanted to run, but as soon as he was halfway up, he was pierced from the back by a knife with a sharp waist, and the man was nailed to the ground, struggling helplessly with his hands and feet. Several officers and soldiers gathered around with a smile, and the owner of the waist knife stepped on his back again, clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, and pushed it down harder. The other man walked overhead, leaned over and tossed the branch where the hapless fellow's bun had been held, tugged at his messy hair, and shouted to the other, "Cut it off." The third person answered, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, and made two strokes on the neck, raised it high, and cut it down with a "ha".

The knife is embedded in the neck bone.

After pumping it out but not pulling it out, the onlookers burst into laughter.

The person holding the knife scolded angrily, stepped on his shoulders and pried left and right a few times with both hands, the head was on the ground with his mouth open, and some of the blood flowing backwards from his head flowed down the severed carotid artery, and some overflowed from the mouth mixed with white foam. The exposed eye was half-open, and a red line flowed from the corner of the eye, dripping into the soil, blood and tears intertwined.

Another slash, this time to another neck bone, stuck again. The crowd burst into laughter again.

Another knife.

The head was finally cut off and held high. Everyone pointed at the bloody stubble of broken bones and laughed.

On the broken neck, blood fell drop by drop, and in an instant, it was swallowed by the ground under his feet, leaving only a red mark. It won't be long before this bloodstain will disappear, and this land seems to be never satisfied, no matter how much blood is shed, it will still be the jungle that seems to never see the light of day.

Looking around, seeing that most of the people had gathered, Han Dong raised his voice and said, "Let's do the work first, and go back early to rest after receiving the head." With these dozens of heads, it's time for us to extend it back! The officers and soldiers applauded, and the auxiliary soldiers lying on the ground once again cried and pleaded.

"Shut up!" Han Dong shouted violently, raised his knife and pointed at the headless corpse on the ground, "If you want to be happy, be honest with your grandfather!" Avoid many sins! ”

The wails fell silent, replaced by soft sobs.

As soon as Han Dong's words fell, he vaguely heard something strange coming from the jungle in the distance. Is it the two horsemen coming? But why does it sound something wrong? Han Dong waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet and listen carefully.

There was movement, and moreover, the sound was getting louder and clearer.

"Nakabush! Ah......h

"Kill the dogs!" In an instant, it was as if it suddenly came out of the ground, and there seemed to be a boiling shout of killing everywhere behind him!

Han Dong had never really killed in his life, and he was stunned at this scene. The officers and soldiers were even more at a loss.

One of the fellows ran away, and saw that he threw himself into the bushes, and struggled forward, his back gradually obscured by the branches that bounced behind him, and in a moment only a small piece was left writhing. Suddenly, the small piece of armor did not move, and then quickly grew in size until the entire back was revealed again. Han Dong was horrified to find that a two-inch-long spear tip appeared on the shabby leather armor, and a patch of red was rapidly spreading around it! The man struggled in vain, his hands and feet lifted off the ground, and then two barrels of guns poked out of the bush—the other poked into the lower abdomen, probably blocked by the pelvis, and not pierced. The two thieves were working together to provoke him and push him out.

Further back, deep in the grass and trees, there are human figures, sword lights, and shouts everywhere!

Seeing this, the other person shouted, threw down the knife and turned his head to pounce on the densely intertwined bushes blocking the back road. The clearing was full of thieves, and several thieves slipped up behind him unhurriedly, and watched with interest at his back in the thorny branches, with their knives.

"Guns, guns!" Someone shouted.

"It's coming, it's coming." Someone should respond.

"Let's go." A thief spearman squeezed over, took a lunge, took the aim of his spear, and slammed forward. The tip of the spear was pierced into the leather armor, and the bush in front of it was soft and collapsed, and instead of penetrating it, the man pounced forward, but sank deeper.

"Tie your legs, tie your legs!" People with knives shouted excitedly - there was no protection on their legs.

The gun retracted and slowly stretched out again. "This one, or that one?" The tip of the spear took turns on both legs. Feeling the touch, the legs writhed wildly in despair, and the tip of the spear slipped from time to time. The people around were excitedly coaxing, just like the officers and soldiers who were watching the beheadings just now, they were also enjoying the scene in front of them like watching a play.

The man trapped in the bush was finally exhausted, and the kicks and wriths became smaller and smaller, and the tip of the spear finally rested on one thigh.

"In"! A thrust.

"Ah...... Oops," a series of screams rang out.

Han Dong looked at all this stupidly.

"Early fall, early drop!" The shouts of a hundred and ten people rang out all around.

"Bang dang". The knife in Han Dong's hand fell to the ground, and a warm current gurgled down his thigh, and after a while, the yin wind in the forest blew, and the crotch was cold, and Han Dong shivered.

From time to time there were shouts in the forest in the distance, which were the thieves searching for and killing the officers and soldiers who had not had time to return.

However, Han Dong didn't care about thinking about that at this time, he knelt down and cried: "Chief grandfather spares his life!" The villain has descended, and the villain is willing to descend! ”

Another scream rang in my ears.

A young auxiliary soldier picked up the discarded knife on the ground and slashed at the guy who had just chopped him - he thought it was a relative of the deceased. The slashed person instinctively raised his hand to block, and half of the palm was removed, and a little flesh drooped down, and he fell to the ground, and his left hand in vain pressed the severed palm back, rolling and wailing. The boy chased after him, slashing down one after another, the small strength of the person was limited, and he slashed more than a dozen times in a row, and the people on the ground stopped rolling and curled up on the ground and convulsed.

Gao Tengdou tied his horse outside the forest, and he had already come over at this moment. After watching from the side for a while, he stepped forward and patted the boy: "Good boy! Follow me later! ”

The young man raised his head to look at Gao Tengdou, and the tears that filled him still couldn't stop the flame of hatred in his blood-red eyes. The young man nodded heavily and was about to kneel, but Gao Tengdou grabbed him: "In the future, there will be a time to kneel." I'm going to teach you. 'Stab to death, you know'? ”

The boy shook his head ignorantly.

Gao Tengdou said: "If you want to fight a war, if you want to protect yourself, you have to lose the combat power of the dog thief." Slashing the defense has a large range, so it is used a lot, but it is very labor-intensive. If you do this, you will soon lose your strength. Even if it cuts someone, it is often a skin injury, and it is good to raise it for a few days and not get in the way. If you want to kill someone, you have to see the hole and slash it out! As long as the stab is accurate, the dog thief will die, and if he can't stab the vital point, he will be seriously injured, and he will die if he makes up for it! You try again. ”

The young man nodded, carried the knife, approached the still twitching body, raised his sleeve to wipe a handful of tears, and stabbed him in the back of the heart......

The auxiliaries, who had just been lying on the ground covered with weeds and tears on their faces, were two lives in the blink of an eye, venting their anger at the officers and soldiers who were kneeling or lying down with everything they could pick up at hand.

Gao Tengdou raised his voice and said: "Just hit a few times to dissipate your anger!" Don't kill it, don't cheap this class of dog thieves! Take it all away! ”

The soldiers tied up the officers and soldiers with blue noses and swollen faces and dragged them out of the forest. Along the way, the auxiliaries would punch and stick the captives when they were free, and the escorted soldiers would not stop them much. On the official road outside the forest, there were already many people - except for those who were killed on the spot, the lone officers and soldiers were all captured, and their noses and faces were swollen and kneeling on the ground.

This knowledge point:

The origin of "a quarter of an hour": We call fifteen minutes "a quarter of an hour" in our daily life. "Copper kettle dripping" is a timekeeping tool invented by our ancestors. This is done by placing a pole in the middle of a leaky copper kettle with equidistant engraved lines. As the dripping water drops, the water level in the pot gradually decreases, revealing the scale. Each day is set at twelve hours, each with eight scales, and it takes about fifteen minutes for the water level to pass through one scale.